A great day today at the school. So why on such a good day should I miss him so deeply? Once again, all the old wounds appear freshly opened and actually worse than when they were originally torn. The great paradox. A man thinks more of a sunny day at night, when he no longer has it, than in the middle of the day when it is right there to enjoy. The song was played excellently today on the grand old piano, but am I the only one who noticed how much one missing key seem to slightly tarnish the whole thing?
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